Coryxkenshin Is He Alive Novels & Stories

Vronov in custody. One civilian technical adviser involved in the crossfire. She was already standing. "Cameron Price," she said. Not a question. The certainty of a person whose body knows before the words arrive. "Yes," the contact said. "He's alive. He took a bullet to the left side. He's in surgery at AKH — the university hospital. The surgical team says it's serious but they're optimistic." "Serious," she said. "He's in surgery," the contact said again. "They'll know more in two hours."

However, after today, Kenneth would occupy a different place in Cyrus' mind. At the very least, some matters were worth entrusting to him. "Kenneth, are you still alive?" Cyrus crouched beside him, scanning the courtyard for stragglers while checking for a pulse. 'No pulse…' A chill shot through him. Then he remembered the cut-proof gloves still on his hands. He would never feel a pulse through them, even if Kenneth's life depended on it.

“Because I am friendly, you little pest. You just don't like me for some reason. Don't you any compassion towards your demon friend? I am only in love, I do not intend harm.” “She will not be yours and I will make sure of that!” “Understandable,” Kenshi finally bites on his apple. He chews calmly and just after swallowing, he glance at Yushiro, an evil grin on his face. “What if I tell you that the rightful heirs are still alive? The Heiress, Hanabi’s son and daughter are coming for their throne. Would you like more details, my friend?”

He, of course, was the least changed physically as he was always deathly pale. Kenshin was the god of war, an undeniable force on the battlefield which he assumed could never die. Now he couldn't. He saw no drawbacks in this deal that was made with the devil. He would be a powerful ally and a terrible foe. The only thing he hated was the waiting for her five lifetimes from now. She would be their salvation, and somehow, he didn't know how or why but he was sure of that.

It came out more like a plea than an accusation. Kellen smiled faintly. “So did you, once.” Lira drew her dagger, stepping between them. “He’s not real.” Kellen’s gaze flicked to her, then back to Kael. “She still guards you, I see. Always so quick to defend what she doesn’t understand.” Kael took a step forward. “How are you alive?” “The same way you are,” Kellen said. “The Crown doesn’t end us, Kael. It remakes us.”

" Calvin asked. His dark aura is filling the room. Alexis went to Kian's side, fast and placed his palmed on his chest to heal him. "Calvin, calm down. Baby boy needs us." Alexis said. "How is he? Why he is not healing on his own?" Calvin asked. Alexis told him that Kian's core might be locked again. "But, why would he do that when we are in the midst of impending war?" Kaleb asked. "I don't know too, son. We have to wait for him to wake up. Only then we can get answers." Alexis said making KAleb slumped on the floor.

I didn’t need him to finish that sentence to know what he was driving at. “No.” I shook my head, refusing it. “He can’t be. Frost isn’t dead. I won’t believe it. I won’t accept it.” “By the look of things, Caelan put up a good fight and didn’t give up until the very end,” he paused, looking away. “But Seraphina still got him.” “He’s alive, Kieran. He’s alive and I know it.”